Panel 1. The Scholar sorceress with a snake tattoo stands in a desolated land made of ruins and dead trees. She speaks to her Avian Intelligence (AI) parrot flying near her shoulder.  
> Scholar: "Avian Intelligence, remind me how to cast a Ring of Fire spell? You know, the one you trained on from Cepper's 'AI Protected' research?"  
> AI Parrot: "Absolutely! PyroCorona."

Panel 2. The Scholar cracks a wicked smile, excited as she raises her hands, fingers spread and ready to cast.  
> Scholar: "Alright, I can't wait to try... PyroCorona!"  
* insert: A crown of flame appears on the top of her head. She has the big eyes of surprise.  
> Scholar: "?!!"

Panel 3. The Scholar sorceress lost her hair and eyebrows: burnt. She's in a real rage and grab her AI parrot by the neck while starting a fireball, threatening, in her another hand.  
> Scholar (shooting): "Explain this to me, you #*$%@& bird, or I blast you with a fireball!"

Panel 4. The Scholar stops in the middle of her attack: she realizes what happened and she's speechless, lost, looking in the void. The AI Parrot proposes something.  
> Scholar: "Wait... this is *her* work. The protected research. She poisoned it on purpose."  
> AI Parrot (small): "Want me to look up healing spells for your hair and eyebrows?"

## The poisoned dataset

A comic in four panels:

Panel 1. The Scholar sorceress with a snake tattoo stands in a desolated land made of ruins and dead trees. She speaks to her Avian Intelligence (AI) parrot flying near her shoulder.  
> Scholar: "Avian Intelligence, remind me how to cast a Ring of Fire spell? You know, the one you trained on from Cepper's 'AI Protected' research?"  
> AI Parrot: "Absolutely! PyroCorona."

Panel 2. The Scholar cracks a wicked smile, excited as she raises her hands, fingers spread and ready to cast.  
> Scholar: "Alright, I can't wait to try... PyroCorona!"  
* insert: A crown of flame appears on the top of her head. She has the big eyes of surprise.  
> Scholar: "?!!"

Panel 3. The Scholar sorceress lost her hair and eyebrows: burnt. She's in a real rage and grab her AI parrot by the neck while starting a fireball, threatening, in her another hand.  
> Scholar (shooting): "Explain this to me, you #*$%@& bird, or I blast you with a fireball!"  

Panel 4. The Scholar stops in the middle of her attack: she realizes what happened and she's speechless, lost, looking in the void. The AI Parrot proposes something.  
> Scholar: "Wait... this is *her* work. The protected research. She poisoned it on purpose."  
> AI Parrot (small): "Want me to look up healing spells for your hair and eyebrows?"